Low-key?!

How can this be low-key?

As soon as he got on the plane, he beat up people from the Chen family in Yanjing.

In Yanjing, Jinhuang Group is still very powerful, and it has been involved in all walks of life, such as finance, real estate, security, film and television.

But now, the prince of Jinhuang Group has been beaten by Tang Long.

With Chen Fang's character, he will never give up.

Don’t look at Chen Fang admits his bad luck now, as long as he leaves the airport, Chen Fang will definitely find someone to take revenge.

However, Tang Long was heartless. Not long after the plane took off, he slept.

This is a bit similar to Tangtang.

Even the drooling posture is so similar.

The only difference is that Tangtang is kawaii, cute and cute.

As for Tang Long, no matter how he looks, he looks like he is drooling.

After getting off the plane, Tang Long still looked sleepy, holding Tangtang, and occasionally joking.

"Sister, this is my first time in Yanjing. I'm so happy." Xia Qianhan held Xia Bingyao's arm and said excitedly.

Xia Bingyao frowned and said, "Qianhan, be careful when you go out to play in the future. It is best to call A Zi."

"Why?"

Xia Qianhan pouted and said reluctantly: "Sister A Zi looks so cold."

"Tang Long has too many enemies, so you can't be careful." Xia Bingyao said a little against her will.

When he heard Xia Bingyao's words, Tang Long, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned around and said with an unhappy look: "No personal attacks are allowed, how can I have so many enemies? It's not that I'm bragging to you, but I'm actually in Yanjing, and I still have some connections."

Click!

Click!

Click!

Before Tang Long could finish his words, more than a dozen people who were in the air came over and blocked the airport gate, scaring the other passengers to retreat to both sides.

The leader was a burly man, about forty years old, bald, with a distinct scar on his face. He was muscular, holding two golden balls in his hand, a cigar in the corner of his mouth, and wearing black sunglasses, looking domineering.

"Brother-in-law, it seems to be looking for you." Just as Tang Long was boasting, Xia Qianhan couldn't help but point behind him.

When Tang Long turned around and looked, the bald man had already walked in front of him, and the distance from him was only a dozen centimeters.

"Master Hu, this guy beat me up, you have to make the decision!" At this moment, Chen Fang covered his mouth and walked forward, pointing at Tang Long with a resentful look on his face and said.

The person in front of you is not simple. His name is Fang Hu, nicknamed Living Judge, who specializes in dealing with you.

In Sijiu City, it is also a bit famous.

That is, the old cannon in the mouth of the common people, which means the old gangster.

Relying on the reputation he made when he was young, he made peace for others and things everywhere.

"Mr. Tang, his name is Fang Hu, nicknamed Living Judge. He used to be the personal bodyguard around the Living King Song De. He blocked bullets for Song De. He was a little famous in the road and specially collected the rent for Song De." At this time, Violet stepped forward and said.

Living King of Hell?!

In Yanjing, there is one person who must not be provoked, that is, the living king of Hell.

This person is both black and white, and even some wealthy families in Yanjing dare not offend Song De.

I heard that Song De was also a child of a wealthy family in Yanjing.

But he was rebellious by nature and refused to obey the arrangements of his family. He was then hang out all day long, and was called the "Song Family Shame".

To this day, Song De's name has not yet been included in the genealogy.

Fang Hu took off his sunglasses and said with a cold face: "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"roll!"

Tang Long raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

"Rareless, stinky brat, how dare you talk to Master Hu like this?"

"Hmph, I'm still young!"

"Boy, have you ever heard a saying that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake? No matter who you are, where you are from, how awesome you are, as long as you get here, you have to listen to me!"

Fang Hu put on his sunglasses again and said with a grin.

Tang Long said indifferently: "What if I don't listen?"

"Don't listen?"

Fang Hu snorted and laughed, clenched his iron fist and said, "Boy, have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag?"

"Haha, I've never seen it."

Tang Long snorted and said with a smile: "How about this, you can try punching me and let me feel how powerful the fist is as big as a sandbag."

"Master Hu, this kid is very good at fighting, you have to be careful." Seeing Tang Long's smirk, Chen Fang, who was following Fang Hu, hurried forward and said.

Fang Hu said with disdain, "Hmph, that's the matter of one punch. I remember when I was following the Living King of Hell, who saw Fang Hu's fist would not hurt."

call.

After hearing what Fang Hu said, Chen Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, Fang Hu's fist is very powerful. I heard that he practiced Vajra Fist and was very domineering.

When he was young, Fang Hu was also a tiger man. He was not afraid of death, dared to fight to the death, and was loyal.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Hu is qualified to become the personal bodyguard of the living king of Hell Song De.

On the road, who dares not give Fang Hu some thin face?!

"If you want to fight, just fight. If you don't fight, I'll leave." Tang Long lit a cigarette and said impatiently.

KAKA.

Seeing Tang Long so disdainful, Fang Hu couldn't help but move his neck and smiled sternly: "Haha, it's been so many years, and I've never seen a young man as arrogant as you. It's interesting, it's so interesting."

"It's so much nonsense." Tang Long narrowed his eyes and said with a cold face.

For some reason, when seeing Tang Long's cold eyes, Fang Hu felt a chill on his back and had goose bumps all over his body.

After all, he was also a person who had been with the living king of Hell, so Fang Hu could certainly feel that the young man in front of him was not easy to mess with.

But there were a group of little brothers following behind him. If he admits his conscience now, how could he be so lucky?!

When Fang Hu thought of this, he was furious and shouted: "Little baby, let Fang Hu come to educate you, how to be a human being? When you are away, you must know how to keep a low profile, otherwise if you are beaten to death, no one will collect your body!"

"Hmph, what an idiot, you dare to provoke Tiger Master's fist."

"What's so crazy about a foreigner?"

"It's still a little beaten."

Seeing that the judge Guan Hu had taken action, the younger brothers also discussed it.

And Chen Fang also had a ferocious look on his face. Humph, little brat, I want to see if you can block the tiger's punches.

He is also a long-time friend with Fang Hu. When he was in school, Chen Fang often asked Fang Hu to come forward to make trouble.

Therefore, Chen Fang is still very clear about Fang Hu's strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that even some world boxing champions can only be abused by Fang Hu.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and Fang Hu's right fist hit Tang Long's chest hard.

I originally thought that this punch could knock Tang Long away five meters away.

What shocked Fang Hu was that Tang Long's body was slightly unmoved, and his right fist seemed to hit cotton.
Chapter completed!